Juliet Cap Novels & Stories

The man stammered that he was not lying, that Mel was to be the next capo, and Elysia was Mel’s fiancée, and Ren’s eyes widened at that. He had not even heard that Mel was about to be named the new capo. But it did not matter. He despised the Lycans for what they did to his family, even though he was aware that someone had set his family up. "A witch, married to the capo?" Ren narrowed his eyes. "Were you aware she was a witch?" "Wh-what?" The man stammered again, clearly confused, and Ren got everything he needed to know. They were unaware of her true identity.

Juliet stood frozen in her tiny apartment and the glittery corset strap still hung out of her bag like evidence. Mia stared at it, her eyes widened, and waited for an answer. “Jules,” Mia said again, in a small voice. “Why does that look like the exact costume Luna wore in last night’s viral club video? Mind giving an explanation?” Juliet’s heart slammed against her ribs and she stepped forward then shoved the corset deeper into the bag, with her fingers shaking. “It’s not what you think, Mia.”

Juliet mumbled in pain “ Yes ma'am” he rasped and walked out “Fuck!! Fuck!! Fuck!!, I can't believe I have to endure this much pain, Argh, Alex” Juliet rant out dragging her hair. Juliet mistakenly pulled off the fake hair out of frustration and gasped out when it dawned on her but before she could put it on back, people already took some pictures and videos posting it Juliet screamed out in frustration, her phone was beeping non stop –the captions are so captivating annoying

Thank God she wasn’t a handbag freak but instead was practical and low maintenance when it came to accessories. Max left Johnny to do his job and headed to her bedroom to fix the equipment. Her perfume lingered. Delicate, creamy. The white bottle sat on her dresser—Juliette has a Gun: Sunny Side Up—Max bet his bottom dollar that Evans would find a way to re-purchase this scent. She had only one, which meant this was a signature scent.

Raphael says. Chris attempts to say something but gets cut off by the knock on the door. "Come in, it's open!" Raphael says. Immediately they notice ahead in, without the body, Raphael smiles. Juliet was obviously peeping. "Hope am not disturbing?" Juliet asks while she walks into the room. She is putting on a black skinny gown and a sandal. It was obvious she was on her way out. "Nope!" Raphael, responds popping the p. "Hi, " Juliet waves at Chris.

Juliet said shaking her head as she stood up to her feet “I will just finish what I am here for and then head home, sir.” “But —” “I am fine sir.” With that she turned and began working on the piles of papers, it was then he noticed what she was wearing, sweatpants and hoodie, they were beautiful but then it was so hot this afternoon that he was sure no one would ever consider wearing such clothes. He also noticed that the hoodie and sweatpants were not her exact size, they were not slightly bigger but they were extremely bigger hiding what he had once saw and salivated about. Red tried to stop his wandering eyes but they seem to have a mind of their own and they settled on her rear, though

She spat at him with disdain as she tried again to open her right eye. He ran his grimy fingers across her collarbone before he slid them up her neck to grab her chin. When he pulled Juliet’s head to one side, she yanked her head back forcefully to escape his hold. “Looks like the new kid got you good. Eye is swollen right shut. It’ll take some time for that to heal before we can put you to work.” Put me to work? She thought with terror. Juliet wasn't stupid and could guess what kind of work he wanted to make her do. The thought was as disgusting as it was horrifying. Still, they wouldn't have tied her to a chair if that was all they wanted from her.

she mumbled. She picked up the powder on her dressing table and applied it to her face. She ties her hair in a ponytail and puts on her heels, she is truly a beauty to behold. "My baby, congratulations on your surprise," Juliet shouted to Juliana as she pulled the door open. This is her best friend, the only girl that has decided to be with her despite her mysterious power and stigma attached to her, after being dismissed from her former pack.

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”